Somewhere over the rainbow, way up high.
The dreams that you dreamed of, ones in a lullaby.
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly and the dreams that you dreamed of, dreams really do come true.
Someday I'll wish upon a star, wake up where the clouds are far behind me. Where trouble melts like lemon drops, high above the chimney tops.
That's where you'll find me.
Somewhere over the rainbow, bluebirds fly.
torsdag 7 mars 2013
Paul Thomas Saunders
Det är något magiskt med hans musik. Vilken harmoni. Gudars!
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